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What's Your Dirty Little Secret?

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a part of What's Your Dirty Little Secret?, by Grumpy-Converse.

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Madison Delaney [210] What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Zaria King [46] The crazy loud mouth with pink hair.
Veronica "V" Desnoyers [45] I'm the sweetest b*tch you'll never meet ;)
'A.' [39] More To Be Added.
Thomas Long [28] Mind over heart. Always.
Amoranta LeFaevre [12] I do what needs to be done.. that's all. Don't you?
Jay Valentine [11] "Facing the bullets is far better than to get shot with your back turned."

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Veronica walked into school and found her new locker. "A new school year, fresh losers, old mystery meat and stupid work." she said to herself. "It feels so good to return to my palace" she giggled. Then she saw few lockers down was Macy, her best friend. "Oh My God Macy! I missed you!" She screamed as they embraced. "It was only 3 days ago when I saw you last" Macy laughed. Ronnie talked with Macy for a bit until the bell rang. She went back to her locker, grabbed her stuff and started walking to class. Oh he's cute, Eeew fashion DON'T!, Where the hell is math 2? were the thoughts running through her mind. She finally found Mrs. Brighams room "Sorry Mrs.Brigham they moved your room and I got confused" She explained. As she walked to her normal seat (the right corner) she noticed a girl in it. "Move" she said angrily at the girl. The girl did what she said and V got her seat back. I love my life she thought as the teacher began to blab.

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A picked up her mobile phone with her delicately manicured fingers and gave a small smirk as she typed.

To: All Contacts.

MESSAGE:
I bet your all dying to know who I am, right? But trust me, you all have something in common - I hate everyone of you. You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal, but who's first? Well, I'm not horrible, don't worry, if you follow my instructions, yours won't be spread. Have fun, my bitches. - A


She pressed send and placed the phone back in her pocket, waiting for a reply - she was sure she would get one.

((Okay, you can now reply to her text. Any messages you send her, since this was an ALL CONTACTS messgae, will be shared with the rest of the group. It is 10:00am, and everyone is at school c:))

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Jay made her way to her locker, getting ready to go to next period English class. All of the sudden, she felt a strong vibration coming from the pocket of her shorts. Jay pulled out her cell phone, scanning the screen for a caller ID. A small wave of panic spread through her tiny body when she couldn't find one; it was just titled "A".

Jay tried to calm her breathing as she read the threatening five sentences. There were many things going through that red-headed head of her's. Is this a joke? Who was that? Why me?

Jay took a deep breath in, trying to calm her nerves. She opened the screen of her phone, going to the text message she had gotten. She hesitated before replying;

Who the hell is this? Is this a prank?

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Madison walked into school with her head held high. After a few failed attempts, she managed to get her locker open and started rummaging through it. Her phone buzzed once but she didn't have an extra hand to check it with. As her phone buzzed a second time she closed her locker, swung her bag over her shoulder, and pulled her phone out of her pocket. Two New Messages was all it said. She clicked view to see who they were from, one was A, the other was a reply from a girl named Jay. Who on Earth is A? she thought. Madison opened the message and took a deep breathe, reading it carefully, "I bet you're all dying to know who I am, right? But trust me, you all have something in common - I hate every one of you. You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal, but who's first? Well, I'm not horrible, don't worry, if you follow my instructions, yours won't be spread. Have fun, my bitches. - A" Slowly she exhaled and opened the second message, "who the hell is this? Is this a prank?" Her thoughts exactly. Jay's message was perfect so Madison didn't respond. She put her phone back in her pocket and made her way to her first period class.

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Thomas ran his fingers through his hair as he made his way down the hall, his iPhone in hand, blaring music in his large headphones. He had no recollection of the Calculus homework due today, that he hadn't bothered to complete, so he was pretty carefree as he strolled past a red hair chick that was in his English class next period on her cellphone, when his music stopped, signaling someone had sent him a text message. Sliding his fingers across the screen, he saw that is was from number he didn't recognize. His pace slowed as he read through the text, his eyebrows now narrowed. When he was finished reading, he had come to a complete stop before rereading the text once more and looking around, everyone hurrying to class.

Then, from another number, he got a second text. Who the hell is this? Is this a prank? Thomas realized this was a group text. His slid his headphones down around his neck, and didn't bother to respond to the text as he shoved his phone in his pocket, his face expressionless. He had no idea who had just text him, and he wasn't aware if this was a legitimate threat or just a prank, yet he continued to act like it was no big deal as he walked through his English class's doorway, making his way to free seat towards the front of the class.

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Ronnie was just waiting around for something interesting to happen while her teacher was boring her with her background. Suddenly her phone buzzed, she was so excited for something she almost peed her pants. Veronica took out her phone and checked the messages under her desk. "I bet you're all dying to know who I am, right? But trust me, you all have something in common - I hate every one of you. You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal, but who's first? Well, I'm not horrible, don't worry, if you follow my instructions, yours won't be spread. Have fun, my bitches. - A" She started thinking Wow. First day of school and people are trying to scare me? This is gonna be a great year. Well 'A' I think you're a joke, no one knows my secrets. Veronica didn't care to reply. This is a stupid joke. I got tons of these last year too. Then her phone buzzed again "Who the hell is this? Is this a prank?"

Ronnie deleted the messages and decided to text Thomas to get it off her mind. "Hey, how was your summer?"

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Angel woke up for school Tuesday morning.
She decided to wear a flowy yellow dress with old leather cowboy boots. She thought it looked nice. She hated being popular because she ALWAYS had to look glamorous, but on the other hand she liked that she always looked glamorous.
Angel put on her mascara and went downstairs. She thought she didn't need anything else. She grabbed a camera and went outside. She snapped a couple pictures of birds and flowers. She needed something for Photography class, because she didn't do it the previous day.
Her iPhone went off. It was just her mom checking in.
Angel looked at her phone background and started to cry. It was her son Jackson. He was 2 today.
She went upstairs, washed her face, and re-applied her mascara.
She remember she needed to ask Beck for something.
She texted "Did you reserve the black room for us? I'm only really comfortable sharing it with you, because I know you.
Kisses!
Angel Jessica"
She hit send and left for school.
Her phone vibrated.
MESSAGE:
I bet your all dying to know who I am, right? But trust me, you all have something in common - I hate everyone of you. You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal, but who's first? Well, I'm not horrible, don't worry, if you follow my instructions, yours won't be spread. Have fun, my bitches. - A
Angel's mouth dropped open. She couldn't have people thinking she's a whore. She wouldn't want that to happen.
((I know we are supposed to be at school, but I wanted to type that.))

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Antonio was pacing back and fourth outside the school, restlessly fidgeting at his phone. "Eloisa, hermana!" He groaned at his phone. "When are you going to call me?"

Afterwards, his phone began vibrating and playing a Spanish guitar melody. "Tch," he growled, flipping it open, reading a text from A. "A female perro. How intelligent, ja," he growled, shuddering and sighing. "Wouldn't want anyone knowing about..." the Spanish boy trailed off and felt a cold sweat begin to blossom.

Sighing, the boy grabbed a ponytail from his pocket and pulled his hair back into a long ponytail, fixing his collared shirt he wore. Normally he wore it without an undershirt on, but today was an exception. It was school, anyways, and thus, he wore a red shirt that had the Spanish flag on it.

At least all those days in Spain gave him a bit of souvenirs.

Slinging his backpack over his shoulders, he whistled as he watched birds flutter and fly by, and particularly watched a bright red cardinal before entering the school.

Blinking his pure white eyes, his tongue obliviously began tracing circles around his snakebite piercings near his bottom lip as he tightened the bone choker around his neck, and at the same time, tugged on the necklaces with his free hand as if he was nervous. "New year, new people, new bullies," he murmured under his breath, and he growled almost wolf-like. "No way. Totally not going through that like last year. These messages don't scare me," he whispered, grabbing the band which held up his ponytail, and pulled it out of his hair, his long, black and silky hair draping over his shoulders as he stuffed the band into his skinny jean's left thigh pockets.

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A gave a small laugh as the first text came in
Who is this? Is this a prank? - Jay
She gave a smirk and replied quickly.
Sorry to disappoint, honey, but no, this is no joke, and no amount of drugs is gonna' change that. Whoops, almost let something slip there - A
She grinned and put her phone yet again into her pocket as she walked down the hall.

((Yeah, these posts are kind of short, just because I can't give too much away :L))

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Zaria groaned. She would be late for class on the third day of school as a senior. One would think she'd know her way around by now, but she was lost. The pink haired girl sighed, when she felt her phone vibrate. She took it from her back pocket and looked at it. There was one message, from somebody called A, and a reply asking if it was a joke. Just as she was about to reply, another text came. Sorry to disappoint, honey, but no, this is no joke, and no amount of drugs is gonna' change that. Whoops, almost let something slip there - A

The small girl froze in her tracks. Could this girl possibly know about the party? She looked around, but just as she did somebody ran into her. She stumbled forward, nearly tackling a Spanish boy going the other way. She stood up and looked at the boy, lost for words. "I'm so sorry, I just... People..." she wasn't sure how to explain and was clearly stressed. Anxious, she brushed some hair behind her left ear.

She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself before she started hyperventilating. Oh great, Zaria thought. This A person probably knows about that too... "I just- are you ok?" she asked.

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Madison walked into her first period English class and took an empty seat near the middle of the room. She took her phone out of her pocket and put in on her desk while she pulled a few things out of her bag. It buzzed loudly against the cool wooden desk. One New Message: 'A'. She didn't expect a straight answer to the previous questions, but she was still hopeful as she picked up her phone and read the message. "Sorry to disappoint honey, but no, this is no joke, and no amount of drugs is gonna change that. Whoops, almost let something slip there - A" There was no way to know if the hint at somebody doing drugs was true or not, although it wasn't exactly a surprise. She had a million questions, but right now didn't seem like the time to ask so she put her phone away and glanced around the room to see if anyone else had gotten the message.

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A flicked her hair away from her face, glancing around to make sure no one was looking at her before heading out the school doors. She was hardly the only student to bunk off. Besides, it wasn't like the teachers would notice, not in this shitty school. She sat down on a bench a few blocks away from Makenzie Prep, and squealed when it was wet. Angrily, she stood up and strode down few more blocks until she reached her house.

She took the spare key from the hiding place, unlocked the door and ran up to her room. She slammed the door behind her and slouched down into her desk-chair. A small smile escaped her lips. They had no idea what they were in for. Infact, some of them were probably still in denial that this wasn't some early April Fool's joke. Her smile turned to a grin. Let's change that, shall we?

BTW, don't get any funny ideas about calling the C-O-P-S. I bet they are just dying to hear your secrets just as much as the rest of this town, and we don't want anyone to get in trouble, do we? I'm sure they would just love to know that there's a murderer in the school. xxx - A

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Jay walked into the English classroom and took a seat in the corner of the room. English wasn't one of her favorite subjects, and the teacher didn't look so pretty. Her phone buzzed again, and she pulled it out to check her message under the desk. Her cherry red hair covered her face as she read the harsh words. No, it couldn't be directed towards me- could it? How could they have known?Jay quickly shut her phone off and stashed in into a pocket inside of her purse, making sure that she wouldn't hear the vibrating again.

Jay felt her fingertips grow cold and her foot shake- something she did only when she was nervous.

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"Hn?"

The Spanish boy let out a small grunt as he felt a large wave of air and then a thump. Glancing over his shoulder, his hair flew in front of his eyes, and then turning his whole body to face her, he brushed his long hair away from his eyes and looked down at her.

"I'm fine," he said softly, crouching down a bit to get in eye contact with her, and to his eyesight, her hair was bubblegum pink. Blinking his pure white eyes to confirm this fact, he wasn't exactly sure if he could see right with these things. They made his pupils and irises appear white (though, the pupil is a misty gray), and so he wasn't sure if it was just the contact or he was becoming colorblind or whatnot.

"Question is though, are you alright? You appear a bit shaken, or stressed out." Antonio had almost a concerned expression; despite the fact of not even knowing her, he generally cared about other's safety and emotions. He was just weird like that.

"Oh, also, my name is Antonio. Feel free to call me Toni." Leaning his body and head forward slightly to get a better and clearer look at her, he noted she was quite tiny.

Groaning when he heard his phone vibrating and playing the Spanish guitars, he flipped it open and glanced over the recent text from A. "BTW, don't get any funny ideas about calling the C-O-P-S. I bet they are just dying to hear your secrets just as much as the rest of this town, and we don't want anyone to get in trouble, do we? I'm sure they would just love to know that there's a murderer in the school. xxx - A"

The boy felt himself go pale. Was she referring to him? He murdered a child once, but that was because he was suffering. Or was she referring to someone else? Gulping rather hard, he shook it off and rose his phone to Zaria's face. "Don't you find this crap ridiculous? It's utterly ignorant. Did you get these texts too? It's like blackmail. Or chain mail, something like that."

Antonio sighed, his long hair dangling next to his high cheeks loosely. "Whoever is doing this, I really hope they'd stop."

Gazing down at the text, he decided to text back briefly, and quite sarcastic.

Fun. -Toni Feliciano

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Beep.
A looked down at her phone to see a new message from Toni. She gave a small laugh. That last text seemed to have gotten to him, though she of course wasn't surprised. She pressed open to see the message: Fun.

Feliciano, please don't use that sarcasm with me. You might get me annoyed, and then where would you be? xx :* - A

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Veronica's phone was vibrating off the hook. She grabbed it and looked at the messages.
Remember last summer.... Not answering him
Hey long time no see, still looking goo.... Eeeww sophmores
You are my top 5 friends. If you receive this you mus.... Ya right or I'll 'die'. Delete
BTW, don't get any funny ideas about calling the C-O-P-S. I bet they are just dying to hear your secrets just as much as the rest of this town, and we don't want anyone to get in trouble, do we? I'm sure they would just love to know that there's a murderer in the school. xxx - A Are you joking? This again? Wait a murderer? Ronnie clicked on the messages and looked at them carefully. She decided she should say something. "A murderer? please! And you don't have anything on me. I have a clean slate. ;)" She replied to this 'A' person.

She started walking to her first real class of the day, English. She had to go early to meet the new gym coach because she is the head cheerleader. She had got up at 6am and thank god Starbucks was across the street. She rushed over bought herself a caramel machiatto and walked back into the school. She noticed a rather cute boy in the hall ahead of her. She winked at him as she walked past him and went into the classroom.

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Beck heaved a heavy sigh as he sat up in bed.The stress was killing him. Why couldn't they just have a normal family. The image of his father forcefully pushing his sister onto her bed, sweating with his hands holding her legs open still burned into his mind. It was enough to make him cry.What if he hadn't been there to help her? God...She's only thirteen.... The same scene kept replaying in his head. It was his fault. He should've left sooner, but he couldn't. His parents took all the money he made that he was going to use to buy a house and spent it all on drugs. Still he needed to get his brothers and sisters out of this house. He wouldn't know what to do if Alex were to get raped. With that in mind he got dressed and nocked on Alex's door."What? I'm getting dressed. I'll be out in a second." Beck stood near the door and waited until she opened it. He walked in and sat on her bed. She sat next to him. He studied Alex for a moment. She was wearing a tanktop and skinny jeans. She looked a lot like mom. With her light brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, that were a lot like his, except her's were brighter and filled with fear. She looked as if she were about to start crying. He sighed. "Alex.....are you....ok? You know we're not staying here for long right?" She wiped her eyes that were now filled with overflowing tears. She walked over to her brother and hugged him. She was shaking uncontrollably. Beck was silent. His eyes watered. "I won't let him hurt you okay? We won't be here for long I just need the money." She didn't do anything but slightly nod her head. He let go of her. "Do you want me to walk you to the school today?" She smiled, but he knew she still wasn't okay. The smile didn't reach her eyes."I'm fine. Besides, I bet you have a lot of girls to talk to right?" Beck laughed. "Yeah." Beck walked out of the room with his little sister and watched her as she went to the door and walked outside. Beck went into his youngest sister Sarah and little brother Danny's room. They were dressed with their backpacks on. Danny ran up to Beck's leg and hugged it. Danny looked up at him and smiled."Ollie!!!" Beck laughed and picked his little brother up into his arms. "You ready for school?" Danny shook his head up and down excitedly as Beck set him down. Sarah stood silently waiting to be taken to school. He walked them to school every morning before he went to school. Walking out the door Beck tried his best to walk quietly around his father who was splayed across the floor with wine bottles surronding him. It was pretty much normal for him to be unconcious somewhere in the house. He walked them to there school then quickly walked to his. His phone buzzed in his pocket. He took it out to look at his messages and read, You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal, but who's first? Well, I'm not horrible, don't worry, if you follow my instructions, yours won't be spread. Have fun, my bitches. - A" He sighed. He didn't have time for this, but then again the last thing he needed was to start school on anyone's bad side. He decided not to think too much of it when his phone buzzed again. A message from Angel."Did you reserve the black room for us? I'm only really comfortable sharing it with you, because I know you."
Kisses!
Angel Jessica.
Beck smiled as he quickly texted back.[b][i]Yeah, you know it. By the way, I need aa new model for one of my drawings. Meet me after school?

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A murderer? please! And you don't have anything on me. I have a clean slate. ;)
A raised an eyebrow. Veronica, a clean slate? True, she hadn't killed anyone, but she was hardly a goody-two-shoes.

To: Veronica.
MESSAGE:
Whoever said I was talking about you? ;) And besides, a clean-slate? Having unprotected sex at sixteen, then killing the kid when it was in your stomach? Real nicee xx - A


((As it says above, that was sent to Veronica, not all contacts. Please don't reply unless you got the message. c:))

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Zaria looked up at Antonio. "I'm fine, I just..." Her phone vibrated and she snatched it off of the floor, looking at the new message. She sighed with relief, happy that wasn't her. She put held onto her phone and was about to stand up when Toni's phone was in her face. She jumped back a bit, then looked at him. She didn't notice his reaction to this text, as she was freaked out enough.

"It's crap, but I don;t want to test it." Zaria stood up, wondering who else in school had gotten these texts. "Oh, my name is Zaria by the way. Or whatever variation of that you want to call me." She looked up at him, dismayed that everybody in this school was probably taller than her.

She looked at A's reply for Toni. "Nice job," she remarked. She sighed and looked around. She really needed to get to class. "Uggh, I gotta go. I don't remember where everything is and I think I have a quiz..." She bit her tongue, feeling stressed again. The pink haired girl gave a weak smile to Toni. "I just don't want to fail my last year and if I did my parents would kill me. Not literally, but they would be mad." She paused then and looked at him.

"You probably think I'm crazy, right?" Zaria asked him. Being social could be good, but being too open was another thing. Maybe that's how this A person knew about her. She noted that Antonio had long hair for a boy and a couple of lip piercings. She couldn't help but judge him as some sort of antisocial, emo kid. But he was still talking to her wasn't he?

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Amoranta was taking a jog around the track when the phone in her bra vibrated quite suddenly. She pulled it out, annoyed and typed in her pass code quickly.

****You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal, but who's first? Well, I'm not horrible, don't worry, if you follow my instructions, yours won't be spread. Have fun, my bitches. - A

What the hell was this crap? The tall graceful Korean continuted to run, gripping the phone in her fist when it vibrated once more.

****BTW, don't get any funny ideas about calling the C-O-P-S. I bet they are just dying to hear your secrets just as much as the rest of this town, and we don't want anyone to get in trouble, do we? I'm sure they would just love to know that there's a murderer in the school. xxx - A

This made her stop running and she glared at the screen suspiciously. There was no way someone could have found out about what she did. It was probably just some stupid prank from one of her stalkers. The boys just wouldn't get that she was not interested. Text after text... It drove her mad. Mori headed back to the locker rooms and took a quick cold shower before putting on her short navy blue sundress. It clinged in all the right places and she slipped on her bracelets. She ran a long fingered hand through her hair and stepped out in her strappy black heels. Her large group of idiot followers were probably wondering where she was. They could wait. She was Amoranta LaFaevre after all.

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Veronica felt the buzz and quickly ripped the phone out of her pocket. Whoever said I was talking about you? ;) And besides, a clean-slate? Having unprotected sex at sixteen, then killing the kid when it was in your stomach? Real nicee xx - A She stared at the text for about a whole minute. She was shocked. How the hell does she know? she thought. Maybe I have a stalker... She walked into her next class trying to forget and ignore this 'A'. She had a feeling A was going to ruin her life.

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Thomas glanced at his phone, reading all the texts that had been sent during the English lesson that was nearly over with. 11:14. He blinked a few times towards the screen of his phone. The cops? The hell was this bitch talking about. He assumed it was a female, according to the way she texted. He contemplated on sending a response, but yet, he continued to keep from it, shoving his phone back into his pocket once more. "You have all got dirty secrets I've been DYING to reveal"... Thomas looked down at his English textbook, suddenly deep in thought.

The bell symbolizing it was time to leave 2nd period and go to 3rd brought him back to realization. He shut the book, standing and stretching, his headphones still slung around his neck as he gazed around the classroom. Almost everyone's face seemed familiar, yet he could count on one hand how many names he knew that belonged to the people in the room with him. He filed out of the doorway, taking out his phone and deciding to save the unknown number as her signature name, 'A'. He couldn't think of anyone that could seriously want to mess with him to this extent, and furthermore-- He couldn't think of anyone that could possibly know about the secrets 'A' had mentioned. He silently continued to hope it was just a prank, his face still blank as he nodded to his "friends" that greeted him in the hallway, making their way to their next class. Thomas smirked dully at the girls in the hallway as he continued to his next period, American History.

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The bell had woken Jay up from her daydream. She shook her head, trying to get the stars and dots in her eyes to fade. Jay closed the book on her desk, picking it up with the rest of her books and folders. She tucked them under her elbow and swung her brown purse over her shoulder.

She made her way through the halls of the high school, occasionally stopping by for a quick chat with the friends that she missed. She smiled warmly at the new faces, lightly biting her lip. In school, she definitely wasn't on the bottom of the popularity chart. She had many friends, no doubt. But if you asked her, she wouldn't call herself "popular."

She almost forgot about A until she saw a group of girls, looking as if they were gossiping with their pretty pink cell phones. Jay raised an eyebrow at them, walking quickly to her next class.

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Character Portrait: Madison Delaney
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When the bell rang, Madison grabbed her things and rushed out into the hallway. Something about the crowd made her feel safe. She followed the flow of people through the school, saying hi to friends along the way. She considered A's threats, but none of them seemed to apply to her. She didn't do drugs, she hadn't actually killed anyone, maybe A was just throwing dangerous pieces of information out there to see who would confess. Mads hoped that if she just ignored the messages they would stop. If it was just someone making a joke they would give up pretty fast.